I'm furious. I put on my chaos mask before going on a self-comment-vote rampage. No one could stop me.
I pulled out my gun and pointed it at the screen "Come at me HIVEwatchers! I'll shoot you all down!"
I wasn't always so erratic and unforgiving in my miscalculations, but I had finally flown the coop.
So what happened? How did it get to this?
Am I a #crime-in-all?
I was minding my own business. I wasn't even hurting a fly, when I decided to make the leap and try out the communities function.
"It's like subreddits!" they said.
And I believed every word like the schmuck I am.
There was no way to cross-post, or to share relevant content to multiple relevant communities. I was looking for a community; a sense of belonging, a place.
(A community is a social unit (a group of living things) with commonality such as norms, religion, values, customs, or identity. Communities may share a sense of place situated in a given geographical area (e.g. a country, village, town, or neighbourhood) or in virtual space through communication platforms.)
I didn't know which community I wanted to belong to, or to have to choose one as my mainstay. I love being alt-cool. I'm a rule breaker.
So there I was trying to follow the rules. I had just made a massive bonfire, set it ablaze, made a music video, and had a party which the popo tried to break up on three separate occasions. (Apparently partying is illegal now).
I wanted to share my cool music video, and I did.
I wanted to share it to relevant communities, and I did. I asked other high value H.I.V.E. members, and the best I got was "go for it, worst that can happen is the HIVE watchers will come for you!"
Silly me... I thought the HIVE watchers were just a story you tell your children about, and anyway... I'm cool. I'm not a rule breaker, just trying to do the best I can without any guidelines or pre-made battle plans.
And it was all going FUCKING swimingly until...
Bam! Headshot
Right in the feels. My cool music video downvoted to oblivion. From the HIVE.blog perspective, my youtube and 3speak post were on my blog, and the reposts were in my post sections in their relevant communities.
...
I tired to appeal, but I quickly learnt that I was talking to an ego. Someone who didn't want to hear my side, that it had all been a terrible misunderstanding. I tried my best to formally appeal, but it quickly became apparent that no such process existed. I was merely at the mercy of someone who didn't care for words, or the meaning of words, or the interpretation of law or code. It was all conflation, equivocation, and no renumeration.
I wanted a recount, but none would be given. For some it will always be about the "money money money", but for artists such as myself it is about connecting with your audiences so you can better craft your art, as well as feeling that your works have value. Value not based on the "money money money" driven fiat machines, but new blockchain economics with superior value systems.
So my question to you...
Who watches the HIVE-watchers?
What do you think?
@RiskDebonair
Irish Writer, Poet, & Agent of H.I.V.E.